Sorrows Longings
Oh how I miss my little friend,
the quick pain,
the glinting steel within my hand.
I shiver and tremble under your touch,
similar to that of a lovers carress.
I can't help myself,
my fingers wrap around you,
slowly oh so slowly I move.
A knock is at the door,
I curse and slip the steel under my tongue.
Mother stirs on the bed nearby,
and I open the door to find,
A single dark angel infront of me.
Swallowing the blade I smile,
as if innocently.
And then is it too late,
that my body chokes and I cough,
too late to stop that puncture within my lungs.
Coughing hard i fall to my knees,
his worried dark eyes staring at me.
Everything dimming until it's all gone.
Screaming I awaken,
my arm throbbing with angry red slices of beautiful pain.
How I want more then anything to be held.
In the real world.
To be someone in every day life,
The sorrow hits me hard,
and I drop to my knees and sob,
I cannot muster enough strength to stand.
I curl up in a ball and pray,
Someone might hold me one day.
Feel their actual arms surrounding me,
taking the pain away.
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